chains

they chained her.

walls

i use these secrets as a wall.

secrets

draped in deep shadowslocked by metal chains and keyshidden secrets thrive

papillon

rusted chains snap with a metallic clang of finality. you tied me up with ropes that chafed at my wristthrew me in a dungeon, submerged me in ice,is it because i refused to paint your golden palace floors in yellow bloodred droplets in a circle – the choker around your neck – yeah, i bleed

redemption

it’s the chilly breezethat sweep through the empty room,flowing over decimated soulsthat makes him wake. inside that hallowed soul,where dust and cobwebs dwell,a match sparks, a light burns,winter slowly turns into spring. the rattling of chainsand the heavy presence of cuffsfinally fallen away…(it’s hard walking without them). but, slowly, the smile rises,like the sun on